O God, Who granted the soul of Thy handmaid the most blessed Queen Margaret the prize of eternal beatitude, mercifully grant that we who are weighed down by our sins may be helped by her prayers to Thee. Through Our Lord…

Salve salus infirmorumMargarita laus scotorumEt decus albanie.

Salve fida spes reorumRelevamen oppressorumLassis porta venie.

Salve per quam muti fanturCeci vident, egri danturSospitati prestine.

Salve sydus quo lustranturpeccatores et vocanturAb erroris tramite.

Salve byssus de tellureCollecta contrita pureCedens in milliciem.

Salve sudans in agonePerfidorum […] romeConquassans perniciem.

Ergo mater in virtuteDeum nostra pro salutePiis placa precibus.

Ut cum cunctos iudicareVenerit nos aggregareVelit cum fidelibus.

Hail, health of the sick,Margaret, praise of ScotsAnd ornament of Alba

Hail, sure hope of the accused,Relief of the oppressed,Gate of forgiveness to the faint.

Hail, thou through whom the mute speak,The blind see, the sick are givenHealth as good as new.

Hail, star by whichSinners are illumined and called,Drawn from their errors.

Hail, byssys collected from the earth,Purely worn down,Yielding into softness.[OK, I have no idea what this verse is about! Cf here? I don’t have time to go and investigate what might be meant by the hymn, unfortunately.]

Hail, perspiring in the struggle,Shattering the plagueOf those half-faithful to Rome.

O God, by Whose mercy the soul of the blessed Queen Margaret came to eternal rest, grant, we beseech Thee, that we who celebrate her commemoration may always be helped by her prayers in Thy sight. Through Our Lord…

From B.L. Add. MS. 39761, and, marginally more accessibly, published in E.S. Dewick, 'On a MS. Book of Hours written in France for the use of a Scottish Lady', Transactions of the St Paul's Ecclesiological Society vii (1911-15). Sorry about the bargain-basement translations; I don't have time to polish. Please offer any corrections!